Nice to see you again, papi

2 down, 3 more to go. You said in your head, still pretty energetic despite fucking two busty girls in one night. As you make your way out of the hallway and back to the bar, you start to decide who you should go after next. But before you could figure out who to fuck next, you accidentally bump into someone.

Looking up, you see a familiar woman, her blonde hair spiked all the way up and orange jacket gave it away almost immediately. It was the girl from before...what was her name again, Elise? No... Ah Hannah...no. Yeah now you remembered, Tracer. "Need a hand?" she asked in a british accent.

You nod, feeling a bit embarrassed about getting knocked on the ground. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I got a bit carried away," you say, trying to cover up your mistake. Tracer chuckles, "No need to apologize, I understand it's just the adrenaline pumping from the concert."

"What are you doing here, anyways. Shouldn't you be at the stands, watching the concert?" you asked, getting up and wiping away dirt that might have gotten on to you clothes. "Just looking for Brigitte." she smiled, her head tilting to the side. "Have you've seen her? She's been gone for awhile and the concert is about to start any minute now."

Thinking you might have already been caught for the second time this night, you start to sweat. "Everything alright, you look a little...hang on." Immediately as she says this, Tracer reaches up to your scalp and begin to fidget with your hair; standing on her tippie toes as she does so. Once she was done, she lets go, looking back at her work. "There we go."

You nod, feeling relieved that she didn't seem to suspect anything. "Yeah, everything's fine now. Just a little too much excitement." Tracer nods, still looking at you with a smile. "Well, I can't say I blame you. The concert's going to be amazing,"

"Say, I heard there setting up shops downstairs. Want to check it out? It might be awhile until Brigitte gets out." you smirked, bringing back in your confidence.

Tracer nods eagerly, "Sure, that sounds like a great idea. I could use a break from the crowd." As you follow Tracer downstairs, you notice that the shops are filled with all sorts of merchandise. You see vendors selling everything from t-shirts to handmade jewelry to hand-painted posters.

The other girls were there as well, D.va and Kiriko, both of whom seemed to be having a great time. As you approach them, you begun to notice that Kiriko was eyeing you suspiciously. She seems to be sizing you up, as if trying to determine if you're a threat or not. You can feel the tension in the air as you wait for her to make a move.

Ignoring her, you and the girls continue going on your way around the vendors. Buying stuff you don't need only to use them once was a pleasure for everyone around. When it was about time to depart for the concert, you were instantly pulled to the side by a mysterious person.

The woman kissed you patiently, pushing her tongue in and everything. This instantly made your cock erected, whoever this person was definitely knew how to rock your boats.

When you departed from the kiss, you were pleasantly surprised to see a familiar face standing in front of you; it was the cocky girl from before, the one you fucked silly non-stop. She looked slightly irritated but the wetness hovering over your dick said otherwise.

"Nice to run into you again, papi." she said with a stern expression. "You know I can help you pound her cono-" Interrupting her before she can speak, you ask her how would that even be possible.

But before she could tell you, she instantly gains an idea of how you can get it out of her. "Fuck me senseless and I might just give it you." Challenge accepted, this was going to be easier than before.

Upon hearing her challenge, you couldn't help but grin. This was going to be even more fun than the last time. "Alright, lead the way," you say, eager to get started. She nods and turns around, leading you to a secluded area behind one of the buildings.

In one of the many rooms, with no guards around, the latina slut immediately begans to strip off her clothes. But before she could take off her jacket, you instantly grab on to her neck and pushed her down on to the desk. "Harder, papi! I want to sentir tu polla inside of my tight, wet pussy!"

You grin at her demand, feeling a surge of excitement and anticipation. As you push her down on the desk, you can feel her body trembling with desire. You grab her hips and lift her up, guiding her down onto your hardening member. She moans and writhes against you, her body straddling your lap.

Feeling her wetness against your skin as she rides you, her fingers digging into your back. Her eyes are closed, lost in the pleasure of the moment. You can feel the pressure building up inside you as you thrust into her, your movements becoming faster and more intense. She lets out a wild cry, her body shaking with pleasure.

"Fuck yeah! Keep pounding your cock sleeve, daddy!!"

You could feel the heat radiating off of her body as she rides you, her moans filling the room. The room is filled with the sounds of her breathing and your breathing, both lost in the ecstasy of the moment. As the climax approaches, you can feel your body tensing up, ready to explode.

"Cum in this slutty pussy papi! Own it like it's yours!" The slutty latina moaned, her plump ass taking in the impact from your cock alone. "It is mine, slut!!" You said, pushing more inside of her, grabbing on to her neck as you do so.

As you continue to thrust into her, you can feel the tension building up inside of you. Your body is on fire, your mind lost in the pleasure of the moment. The slutty latina continues to ride you, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly as she pulls you closer.

You could feel her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in ragged gasps as you continue to push your way deeper into her. The room is filled with the sounds of your breathing and hers, both lost in the ecstasy of the moment. As the climax finally hits, you can feel your body shaking and your heart racing.

She takes it inside of her like a good, obedient slut should. Once it was all said and done, she sticks out her tongue, panting like a dog who was **** to stay outside. When you finally get your bearings back together, you pull her up dragging her face to yours. "So what was that plan of yours again?"

"You're going to love it." she says with a smile.